Break the spine of one of my books and I break yours.

He wasn't an alchemist, or a hero. He was a librarian, and a dreamer. He was a reader, and the unsung expert on a long-lost city no one cared a thing about.

In my fool hardy youth, when my friends were dreaming of heroic deeds in the realms of engineering and law, finance and national politics, I dreamt of becoming a librarian.

She'd always been a little excitable, a little more passionate about books than your average person, but she was supposed to be -- she was a librarian, after all.

It was like walking into a treasure trove of books, hoarded by pirate librarians.

I was a librarian years ago, and I really liked reading the fun books (to kids) because the kids would always run and check those books out later. It did get them excited about reading, and I'm happy to see that.